Back in the Hometown

Vignette sighed gently as the bus rocked back and forth, the larger highways turning into bumpy backroads, an endless ocean of trees and bushes flying past his window, interrupted only by the occasional building on the side of the road. The hyena watched his reflection in the glass, his dark stripes blending into the background of brown tree trunks. He had almost half a month of time off from his studies, and he'd perfectly planned the whole thing down to the very last detail: a perfect mix of partying with friends, flirting with anyone he could score, and some alone time to just sit back and relax. Unfortunately there was one thing he couldn't have planned for: his parents and their expertly honed skills of guilting him into visiting them. A five minute phone call from his mom was all it took to crack the boy, a few slightly disappointed and somber comments about how he'd miss the summer's rhubarb harvest and her famous rhubarb pie enough for Vignette to start browsing for tickets to return back home for a week. The hyena had sat in the bus for close to five hours, the thoughts of him hanging out with his buddies weighing heavily on his mind as the vehicle started slowing down, a small bus depot coming into view on the side of the road. Vignette picked up his bag and threw his hoodie over his shoulder, getting ready to depart the bus. As soon as he stepped off, he was ambushed by his folks, his mother running up to him and wrapping her hand around the boy in a tight hug, nuzzling her head onto his shoulder as she cooed and sighed, 
"Oh I'm never ever letting you leave again! I'll keep you locked up here forever, I've missed you so much!" 
Vignette and his mom both laughed gently as she finally released him from her grasp after a few seconds, planting a quick kiss onto his cheek before nodding towards a car sitting in the parking lot, 
"Let's get you home, the poor boy's been sitting in that cramped tin can for the whole day."
Vignette's dad grinned as he patted his son on the shoulder, 
"Well, I'd say it's more like jumping from one tin can into another, what with the whole situation we've got going on. Welcome back home son, hope we don't frighten you off too early."
The trio all giggled and laughed as they headed towards the car. 

Vignette could feel nostalgia flooding his brain as he was driven through his hometown, familiar places and locations flashing past the window as his parents finally pulled up to their house. The home was half buried under large tarps, some construction equipment still lying around the place, some bare wood frame peeking out from a few places. Vignette's mom and dad had decided that it was due time for the old building to come down and a whole new house to be built in its place. It was planned that the construction would be finished by now, but unfortunately a few setbacks and delays pushed the completion date forwards somewhat, leaving the two hyenas without a house. They weren't without a home however, the car stopping next to a small RV, the family's old motor home still serving them with unwavering loyalty even at its advanced age. Vignette hopped out of the car and picked up his bag, the trio of hyenas stepping into the RV. Though rather spacious for a camper van, it was still quite cramped to live in for any extended periods of time, especially for three people. About a third of the RV was taken up by a small kitchen area, another third devoted to a general living room area, the final third being a tiny bedroom nestled into the back of the truck. Vignette's mom grinned as she hugged the boy from behind, pointing at the sofa in the living room area, 
"That's where you'll get to sleep, we'll fold it out for you in the evening. Might not quite be a five star hotel or anything, but at least you won't have to sleep with us."
He laughed as he set down his bag, 
"Yeah, probably a bit too old for that nowadays, I'd say 22 is mature enough for me to sleep on my own."
"You sure sweetheart? If you get nightmares, mommy's right here, I can even read you a bedtime story, you always used to love those."
The duo chuckled as Vignette sat down, sighing and stretching his legs, tired after having to sit still for most of the day. Though he still had some reservations about spending a good chunk of his holiday with his parents, he also couldn't deny that a part of him loved every second he could spend with the two, the hyena realising just how much he had actually missed them. 

The rest of the evening was spent over dinner and some TV, the trio all bunching up on the sofa to relax and digest the meal. Vignette sat next to his mom, the small size of the couch leading to them being pressed together, the boy feeling his mother's warm fur and smelling her flowery perfume. The sensations felt incredibly nostalgic, bringing up treasured memories of him with the woman when he was younger, the duo playing in the backyard in the autumn and huddled together in bed while they were both sick with the flu. The scent and touch of his mom also brought up something very different in the young man, something that he wasn't quite as happy to think about. He could feel his cheeks start to burn with a gentle red glow as a small bulge formed in his jeans, his cock starting to spill out from his sheath. Vignette gulped as he laid his hands on his lap, trying desperately to just focus on the show playing on the TV, hoping that neither of his parents would notice his awkward situation. He managed to make it through the evening without any accidents, the sun diving down beyond the horizon as his mother yawned and stretched her arms. Before his parents headed into their small bedroom, the three hyenas folded out the couch and laid down a bedsheet, Vignette's dad bringing out a blanket and a few pillows. 

The boy waved goodnight to his parents before jumping into his bed, rolling onto his back and spreading his arms and legs, sighing as the tiredness started to overtake him. The sofa might not have been the most comfortable bed in existence, but Vignette had never been a picky sleeper, especially after a long day of travel. He nuzzled into his pillow and closed his eyes, the world around him slipping away as he fell asleep. His dreams were a hodgepodge mix of his childhood town and his current life, places and people from both all brought together. He dreamed he was strolling through the nearby park, when suddenly he tripped and fell into a small pond, utterly splashing his clothes. The dream felt incredibly real, the hyena shivering gently from being soaked in water, his fur standing on end. The next moment Vignette's eyes shot open, a heavy rainstorm drumming against the RV roof. His head spun as he slowly blinked and rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the sleepy confusion. He felt an odd dampness around his crotch, the sensation finally clearing the last of the post dream tiredness from his mind, had he pissed himself in his sleep? The hyena quickly threw off his blanket, finding a large wet spot around his lower end, a steady trickle of water pouring down from a small crack in the roof. He groaned as he jumped out of bed, setting down a few towels under the leak to hopefully mitigate the damage. His underwear was completely soaked, as was the t-shirt he was sleeping in. The boy knocked on his parent's bedroom door, his dad coming out after a few moments, followed by his mom. A few more towels and a bucket quickly fixed the issue of the leak on the roof until it could be properly attended to in the morning, but that still left the issue of Vignette: there weren't any other guest beds in the RV besides the sofa, and the nearest hotel was almost three hours of driving away in the next town over. The three thought about it for a few moments before Vignette finally spoke up, 
"No need to worry about it, I'll just sleep on the floor."
His mom quickly interjected, 
"Oh nonsense! I'm not letting my own son sleep on the cold floor when he's visiting me! You can sleep in our bed, it's plenty big enough for three."
"But what about my wet clothes?" 
His dad opened up a nearby closet, digging around for a few seconds before pulling out a pair of pyjama pants,
"Here you go, might be a bit big for you since it's my old pair, but better than sleeping in wet underwear." 
Vignette was about to object, but his parents' faces told him that the decision was already made, there was no point in arguing about it. He changed into the pyjama pants in the bathroom after drying his fur with a towel, his mom and dad laying out a few pillows for him in the meanwhile. 

Vignette clambered into the large king-sized bed, his mother sleeping in the middle and his father on the other side of her. The trio shared a blanket, though it almost wasn't even necessary, the small room stuffed with the three hyenas all packed up together getting rather hot very quickly, Vignette already feeling a couple beads of sweat dripping down his back as he laid his head down on his pillows, mumbling a goodnight to his bedmates. He stared up at the ceiling, his mom sleeping on her side, facing away from him. Her relaxed breathing rang in his ears as he tried to ignore his dirty mind starting to pester him once more, his brain screaming for him to get a better look at her. The boy waited for a good thirty minutes just to make sure everyone else was asleep before turning over to his mom, gently lifting up the blanket to let his eyes feast on her body. She had always been on the slightly chubby side, her delicious ass and thighs making his mouth water. She was wearing nothing but a pair of white panties and a bra, leaving very little to imagination, his gaze drifting down her curves as he inched just a hair closer, sticking his muzzle right up to her neck. He inhaled deeply as his sheath stirred and the pyjama pants started tenting, the smell of his mother's perfume and sweat mixing into an intoxicating scent, the hyena biting his tongue to stop himself from moaning as he huffed and sniffed, his tail pinned under his leg just to stop it from wagging and making noise. Vignette had fantasised about his mom from a young age, for almost as long as he started exploring his sexuality. It mostly just amounted to some peeking at her while she was showering or changing, or raiding her dirty laundry every now and then, the young man mostly forgetting about his childhood crush once he moved out into his own place. But it was all flooding back to him now, his mind hazy from a mix of sleepiness and lust. 

As Vignette enjoyed his mother's musky scent, his eyes closed and his nose tickling the back of her neck, she suddenly stirred in her sleep and shifted around, shuffling her whole body backwards, pinning the boy between her and the RV wall. The move took him by surprise, only realising what was happening when it was already too late. Any attempts at wriggling out of the situation risked waking her up. To add to the list of things going horribly wrong, or horribly right, the very loose pyjama pants combined with Vignette's rock hard erection caused his cock to slip out from his pants, the knotted shaft sliding right between his mother's thighs. He held his breath and froze completely still, his eyes wide as he watched his red rocket throbbing against her thick behind, drops of precum smearing across her striped fur. Still adjusting her position, Vignette's mom gently shuffled her legs back and forth, grinding and squeezing the dick she was unknowingly working on, the hyena boy squeaking as he grabbed his muzzle with both hands to stop himself from screaming in pure pent up hornyness. The logical part of his brain commanded him to just stuff his meat back into his pants and go to sleep, while the rest of his more feral mind yelled out orders for him to just go all the way. The internal debate came to a sudden halt as his eyes widened, his mom's panties dropping down to the side and her legs opening up just slightly, a flash of pink peeking out from beneath the brown fur. He could see her perfectly plump pussy lips teasing him, his tip shooting out ropes of pre all over her asscheeks and the bedsheets. He gulped as he reached a shaky hand down to her behind, gently peeling the underwear off to the side more, giving him an unobstructed view, her clit throbbing as a drop of her sweet honey rolled down from her slit, the woman seemingly thoroughly enjoying whatever dream she was having. Unable to resist, he grabbed his shaft and moved it to her entrance, feeling the heat radiating off of her lips as he panted. He pushed in agonisingly slow, his tip sinking into her cunt as he gritted his teeth, having to do everything in his power as not to lose control of himself and slam his full length into his mom immediately. He could feel her slick walls gently pulsing and gripping on him, pulling him further in, his cock disappearing almost halfway into her in just a few seconds, his eyes darting between her pussy and her head, making sure she was still asleep. He bit down on the corner of his pillow as his legs shook, the last few inches of his dick slipping inside of his mother, only his knot still left outside of her warmth. 

Vignette carefully slid his hands around his mom's waist and nuzzled his muzzle into the side of her neck, slowly grinding his knot against her pussy lips as her slick walls milked ropes of precum from his tip. The sensation of being buried in her drove the boy wild, his heart pounding faster and faster as he slowly started to move his hips back and forth, gently fucking his sleeping mother. Only a few inches away from him slept his father, completely unaware and snoring as his son was enjoying the depths of his wife's cunt. Vignette quickened his pace, a quiet wet slapping and squishing sound echoing through the small bedroom, mixing into the drumming of raindrops against the RV walls. The fur on his crotch and thighs was quickly getting soaked in his mom's pussy juices, the musky and sweet smell of her excitement intensifying, the scent wafting over to the young man's nostrils as he inhaled deeply, allowing the pheromones to run through his veins, his cock throbbing as every cell in his body commanded him to breed the female in his arms. He pistoned his dick in and out of her, the bed springs creaking as the mattress vibrated, Vignette kissing the back of her neck as he huffed and panted. He could feel the need for release building quickly in his loins, his knot throbbing and pulsing, drawing a grunt out from him every time it pushed up to her lips. He thrust his shaft sharply into his mother, bucking his hips as his knot grinded against her pussy, the slit slowly stretching open. The hyena's knot popped inside, Vignette unable to contain his moan as his balls slapped against her lips, the incredible heat and tightness around his sensitive cock bringing him to an almost instantaneous orgasm. His back arched as his mother's canal clenched, her unconscious body knowing exactly what to do with the boy. His balls pulsed as a jet of high pressure cum shot out from his tip, splashing directly into his mother's womb, coating it in virile seed. Vignette tightened his grip around her, his hands grasping at her belly fur as he pumped her full, his dick twitching with every squirt. He continued unloading for close to a minute, the poor boy being rather pent up after a dry spell owing to being particularly busy with his studies, his mother on the receiving end of almost three weeks worth of sperm. He collapsed against his mom's back, snuggling in as close as he could, still buried deep in her pussy as he gasped for air, the pair both sweaty from head to toe. He wanted to stay in that position forever, feeling her warmth and her heartbeat, but he knew that that wouldn't be very wise. He let go of his mother and shuffled backwards slightly, tugging at his cock until his knot dislodged from her slit. Immediately, a trickle of cum flowed down her thigh, the white streak adding another stripe onto her brown fur. Vignette grinned as he stuffed his half chubbed dick back into his pyjama pants, shifting her panties to cover her nethers once more. As the post orgasm clarity started to set in, he was worried that she'd notice the mess in her underwear once she woke up, but he didn't really know what exactly he could do about it now, any attempt at a cleanup would risk waking her up. Before he could ponder about the situation further, his sleepiness started creeping up on him, Vignette yawning before his eyes closed, the striped hyena slipping into sleep. 

Vignette's mom sat up, stretching her arms as she crawled out of bed, staggering over to the bathroom. She wondered at just how much she had been sweating over the night, her whole back soaked. As she peeled her panties down to take a seat on the toilet, she noticed a long white string of sticky cum spilling from her pussy lips, the front of the underwear stained in the mess. She sunk a finger into herself, pulling it out alongside a glob of the seed, confirming it was indeed what she thought it was. She sat down in complete silence, befuddled as to what happened during her sleep. Was it her husband getting a bit too horny and sneaking in a quickie? Surely not, he wouldn't do that while Vignette was in the same bed! And if her husband didn't do it, that left only… 
Vignette snapped awake, quickly sitting up in bed, beads of sweat rolling down his face. He half expected his parents to be standing there, with furious looks on their faces. Instead, he was only met with a gentle ray of sunshine peeking through the RV's blinds, the quiet sounds of birds singing outside. He clambered out of bed, peering into the kitchen through the bedroom door, his mom flipping bacon on the pan while his dad sat in front of the TV. He sheepishly walked out, his mother smiling warmly as soon as she spotted him, 
"Good morning sweetheart! You seemed pretty tired so we let you sleep, sorry if I woke you up while banging these pots and pans around." 
"Oh… it's… alright, you didn't wake me." 
"Sit down, I've got breakfast on the way, shouldn't be more than just a few minutes." 
Vignette blushed every time he looked at his mom while the three of them were enjoying breakfast. Had he taken it too far last night? Was fucking his own mother something he could live with? To his relief, she didn't at least seem to suspect any sort of foul play, her smile as comforting as ever before. The trio of hyenas spent the day around town, visiting old sights and doing some shopping at a few stores. It wasn't long before the sun started to go down once more, everyone gathered in the RV and ready for bed. The leak on the roof had turned out to be a bit more tricky than originally thought, requiring some proper work to fix. That meant that Vignette would be spending another night sleeping in the same bed as his parents, the boy climbing into bed in his father's old pyjama pants and chuckling as his mother kissed him on the cheek, whispering goodnight as she used to do when he was younger. The lights turned off and the bedroom plunged into darkness, his breathing slowing down as he closed his eyes and fell asleep. 

Vignette flinched awake, letting out a small gasp as he felt something running through the fur on his chest, his eyes unfocused as he swiveled his head in the dark. A finger pressed against his muzzle, his mother's voice whispering into his ear, 
"Shh… we don't wanna wake up daddy."
As his eyes finally adjusted to the lack of lighting, he could see his mom grinning at him, her hand exploring all around his body. He was about to say something, before he was cut off by her, 
"I know what you did last night. Don't worry, I only want you to do it again, but this time I'll get to enjoy it as well."
Still processing what was going on, she pushed her muzzle up to his, wrapping a hand around the back of his head, pulling his son into a deep kiss. Her tongue forced its way into Vignette's maw, running along his sharp fangs and wrestling his tongue. Though he was surprised, he moaned into her mouth, his hands instinctively reaching down to her tits, squeezing and massaging them as the two frenched. The mother pulled back from the kiss just long enough to hop on top of her boy, laying on top of him as she leaned in for another kiss. She grabbed one of his hands and dragged it down to her crotch, slipping it down the front of her panties, making him feel just wet she was, her soaked and puffy lips grinding against his fingers. A gentle buck from her hips made one of his fingers sink into her, the needy cunt pulsing as the digit plunged her depths, Vignette's cock completely erect and pulling the band of the pyjama pants up from his fur. With a hungry look on her face, the mom pulled his hand out of her underwear, still keeping hold of it as she brought it to her muzzle, wrapping her tongue around the pussy juice soaked finger and suckling it clean. 

Vignette couldn't believe what was happening, he was almost certain that he was still asleep, but none of his previous wet dreams had felt anywhere near this realistic, or this good. His mother carefully got up onto her knees, straddling him as she slowly pulled her panties down, a few strands of slick honey dripping down alongside the underwear. She threw the pair off to the side, spreading her thighs to give her kid a good view of her pussy, her slit sopping wet, a small pool of her juices soaking into his belly fur. She grinned as she saw his expression, a mixture of shock and pure lust, 
"I always did think you were a kinky little boy, stealing my dirty underwear and returning it back a few hours later with some new stains. Don't think I didn't notice that."
His mom shuffled forwards until her crotch was just a few inches away from his muzzle, a powerful smell completely overpowering him, the strong stink of sweat mixing in with the exhilarating scent of her pussy juices, Vignette's mouth instantly watering. She teasingly wiggled her hips around, her nethers just out of his reach, 
"Oh yeah, I might've forgotten to shower today, hope you don't mind my sweaty body~" 
She reached down to spread her cheeks, simultaneously sitting down on top of his son's muzzle, grinding her tailhole against his nose and maw. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, running it over the pink pucker, thrusting it inside as his mom huffed and let out a series of quiet moans. Vignette rimmed her for a few moments, exploring her sweaty and tight asshole with his tongue, feeling it clenching around him as he slipped a hand down into his pants, gripping his dick below the knot as he jerked off. Eventually she pulled off of his mouth, but only for long enough for her to shift position and lower her pussy down onto his muzzle, the boy eagerly wrapping his lips around the slit and suckling, the musky and delicious taste of her filling his mouth. He pushed his tongue into her, the chubby woman gently yanking on his hair as she started humping him, her cunt grinding against Vignette's muzzle as gushes of slick honey stained his whole face, her having to bite down on her lip to make sure she wouldn't scream out in ecstasy. 

Vignette's mom quickly pulled herself off of his son's muzzle, panting as several strings of her juices still clung onto his face. She lovingly cupped his chin as she pet his head, her eyes burning with a mixture of lust and love, 
"Oh, sweetie, where'd you learn all that? You must be very popular with the girls at your school huh, I guess that explains why it's so difficult to get you back home during the holidays. Maybe from now on you'll be a bit more easily persuaded?"
She smirked as she reached back, groping the large bulge on his pyjama pants, 
"Now let's see just how good you are with this. You've got your father's size for sure~"
His mother moved backwards and slipped her fingers down the front of his pants, slowly pulling the pair down until his cock flopped up and out of them, spraying drops of precum all around. She straddled his crotch, pressing her slit right up to his shaft, slowly grinding his lips up and down on it, smearing her juices until the whole length was soaking and glistening, her clit rubbing against his knot. Tired of teasing his boy, Vignette's mom grabbed his cock and aimed it at her entrance, taking a deep breath before sinking herself on it, gasping as it slipped inside. The rod pushed almost halfway into her in one go, her warm cunt gripping tightly as she gyrated her hips, starting to ride him as they both huffed and panted, the bed shaking gently as the pair stared into each other's eyes, a burning passion between them, her husband and his father within arm's reach from them both, still snoring away the night. The incestual duo were both nearing their orgasms, her riding quickening as he started thrusting up into her. Finally she brought her crotch down on him as hard as she could, his knot slipping inside as they both groaned and moaned, her walls tightening around his shaft as sprays of her sweet nectar splashed all over his crotch and belly, soaking his striped fur. Vignette grabbed her breasts as he came, his tip exploding into a shower of cum and filling up his mother's womb with his seed for a second time, a steady trickle of the white liquid spilling from her lips as he continued fucking her, short and quick strokes grinding his knot against her walls. She fell down on top of him, smothering him with his tits as she tried desperately to gasp for air, feeling the hot load deep in her body. She brought her muzzle down to Vignette's forehead, giving him a gentle kiss before nuzzling his cheek, almost purring with happiness as the sweaty pair both panted, the last drags of his cum still pouring into her cunt. He pulled the blanket over them before wrapping his arms around her back, his mom already falling asleep against him. Maybe spending time with your folks isn't quite as boring as you'd think it is.